NICK (Carsonbrothers Book 3)

by S R Dyble

  "Is anyone here?" he asked, his voice husky and low.

  I shook my head, forgetting he couldn't see.

  "No, my parents are away," I eventually answered as his hands trailed up and down my body.

  "Since the first time I saw these hips, I've wanted to run my hands up and down them. Your body is unreal, Lilly."

  It only took his words to make my legs buckle and thankfully he held me up. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness and in the mirror hanging on the wall, I could see our bodies shifting across the room to where Nick was taking me. Our lips met, his teeth gently nipping on my bottom lip, forcing a moan to echo from my throat.

  "You smell fucking amazing," he said quietly, his mouth moving to my neck.

  I was about to answer when my legs met the stairs, forcing me to lay back against the carpet as he shifted over my body.

  Were we about to fuck on the stairs?

  The thought made my insides ignite. Suddenly, under Nick's hands and touch, I was begging for more. Needing for him to give me what I wanted. Under his clothes, I could feel his hardness pressing against my needy spot. I took matters into my own hands and tugged at his jeans, trying to free his length so that I could use it as I so desperately needed.

  "Not so fast, baby. I wanna take those panties off first."

  What?

  It became apparent pretty quickly after Nick had pulled my knickers down my legs and over my high heels, that my perfect positioning sprawled here on the stairs would aid his plans perfectly. Gripping both of my legs, each with an arm, and with my mini-dress pushed up as far as it could go, Nick lowered his head between my legs. The warm breath against my inner thigh caused my body to wriggle straight away. It was a good job that the house was empty because the sounds Nick drew from my mouth was enough to shame even myself.

  "Tell me what you like, baby, I'll make you scream," he said, taunting my spot again by hovering just over where he'd just had his mouth.

  "This," I said, gripping his shoulders and directing him back.

  It made him chuckle, and much to my pleasure he continued until it was time to fill me with his impressive length.

  There wasn't enough time to prepare— not enough time to ask him to wear a johnny. The anticipation and lust were just too much to waste any more time. Thankfully I was on the pill, and I'd think about the rest after Nick had fucked the living shit out of me on the stairs. It was amazing to hear him expressing himself, too. In fact for the first time ever, I loved hearing a guy moaning and voicing his desire. Normally I'd find myself rolling my eyes at the fakeness, but none of it seemed fake with Nick. I got completely lost as his hands gripped my body tightly and he flipped me over effortlessly so he could line his length up against me.

  "Not in my arse," I panted and was thankful that he followed my orders.

  Instead, he gripped a hold of my hips and fucked me doggie-style until eventually, we both found our release. Nick pulled out shortly before letting loose all over my bare arse-cheeks. After a few seconds, he shifted away, allowing more room for me to get up.

  "Sorry, I wasn't sure if you were on the pill and I didn't put a rubber on."

  "I'm on the pill, but thanks for thinking…"

  I rushed off to the toilet situated in the hallway beside the stairs and after flicking the light on, my eyes squinted under the harsh light. Once they'd adjusted, I went about cleaning myself up and going to the toilet. Then I stared at myself in the mirror. I had just had sex with Nick Carson. Did this mean I'd consented to the agreement he'd mentioned? Was that even a real thing? He probably just wanted one go with me and that was it. A small knock at the door sounded and I made sure to pull my dress down properly. Smiling, he held my knickers up, balanced on his finger.

  "Told you they were white and frilly."

  I snatched them from him and chucked them on the side. For a second, silence lingered until I pressed my hands against the counter.

  "I can't believe that just happened," I breathed.

  "Well, it was bound to happen eventually…"

  I stared at him feeling far more sober now.

  "Excuse me?"

  "You have to know how hot you are, Lilly. Your body is crazy."

  Oh, that was what he'd meant?

  I found myself blushing like a fool.

  "And you needn't worry, I get myself checked regularly…"

  I raised my eyebrows, feeling the atmosphere change almost straight away.

  "Oh, right. That's good!" I forced a smile when we both heard Nick's phone vibrating.

  He glanced at it and stared back up at me.

  "I've gotta go."

  "Oh yeah, of course."

  "I'll talk to you soon, okay?" he said before moving forward and shocking me with a kiss to my cheek.

  "You need anything, just message me, okay?" He winked before disappearing and I stared longer at myself in the mirror, wondering how the hell I was gonna explain to Eve that I'd fucked her boyfriend's brother…

  Present day

  "Stop flicking through the damn channels, will you?"

  "You two aren't at it again, are you?" Eve said, rushing around the house. I'd come over to help her pack her hospital bag and the lovely Jason Carson had decided to greet us with his charming self. Then he nabbed the bloody remote control to the Tele.

  It didn't seem like five minutes ago that the Carson brothers had made themselves a part of my best friend's life, and a part of mine evidently. They'd hated each other back then, Kit and Eve. Now they lived together and were having a baby.

  "She started it," Jason said as Eve brought another pile of baby clothes to the coffee table and I finished glaring at Jason.

  "Jesus Eve, how many clothes do you think she'll need?" I asked.

  I saw Jason smile as he eyed the piles of clothes.

  "That's why you're here to tell me which I should take. I wanna take nice outfits for photos."

  I nodded, shifting forward so that I could look through the piles of clothes.

  "Well, I think you should take the superman outfit I gave you," Jason said.

  Smiling, Eve sat beside Jason and rested her head back against the couch, looking exhausted.

  "I'm already planning a photoshoot with that little number," she said.

  Eve had her very own studio right next to the baby's nursery, one of the things Kit had set up for her when he'd bought the house for them.

  "I think at least for the first day, she has to look girly." She yawned, placing her head back.

  Jason nodded his head in agreement and put his arm around her to pull her into a brotherly hug.

  "You need to have a nap," he said.

  Eve nodded, her head already resting against his body and her eyes were closed.

  I envied the bond they had. I was so happy for Eve. After losing her parents and brother she deserved to be loved. Of course, she had a deep love from myself and her grandparents but the kind of family she had been accepted into made my heart warm looking at how protective they were of her.

  "Okay, baby clothes," Eve sat forward and reached for a pile on the coffee table.

  Thirty minutes later we had decided on the outfits Eve was going to take to the hospital and she looked even more exhausted now.

  "I'm gonna go, I've gotta be at the garage this afternoon."

  I nodded and watched as Eve got up to cuddle Jason and said goodbye.

  "You need a nap. If your waters break now you're not gonna have energy to... you know…"

  "Jason." Eve chuckled. "Save yourself the embarrassment of having to talk about me during labour."

  Eve had around two weeks left until her due date, and I could tell the nerves were officially beginning to settle in. Despite being heavily pregnant, she totally rocked the pregnancy look. She was beyond unimpressed with having to wear leggings all the time in order to aid her large stomach. She looked amazing, still. It had been well over a month since I'd seen her wearing her trademark skinny jeans. Once Jason had left, Eve started pac
king her hospital bag, getting more and more frustrated when things weren't fitting properly. I felt so sorry for her. She was taking such a hit from her hormones, making her cry over the tiniest bit of frustration. I gently moved her out of the way and was about to tell her to go take a nap, but instead I frowned at her, noticing the two wet patches gradually getting bigger on her dress. Both perfectly situated over both of her breasts.

  "Erm..." I pointed to her chest as Eve stood looking at me.

  When she looked down, she looked absolutely mortified.

  Someone's milk had come in early…

  I remembered the discussion we'd had a few weeks prior about pre-milk and how her boobs had been feeling particularly swollen lately.

  "Look at me, I'm fucking leaking from everywhere!"

  I couldn't help but smile sympathetically as she wept some more and I moved over to hug her.

  "No, I'll get you wet," she said, pulling away as I tried to hug her.

  "You think I give a shit?" I said, pulling her into a hug.

  She hugged me back and slumped against my shoulder. Once she was free of tears, she composed herself. The poor lass was really taking a beating from her hormones and it was only getting worse as her due date neared. Just then the security for the front door beeped, letting us know someone had entered and Kit walked in. About to speak, he stopped when he saw us both standing there, his eyes fell directly onto Eves' breasts and to the two wet patches there.

  "Wow," he said, looking actually impressed. "I guess you were right about the milk coming in early?" he asked, looking at her and approaching. "Is it weird that I'm slightly turned on?"

  I couldn't help but smile as he put his hands on her and gave her a certain look.

  He loved her so much.

  "It's not milk… it's colostrum. You know, the pre-milk…"

  The more confused Kit looked, the more frustrated Eve got trying to explain until she left in a strop. She pushed past him and rushed off upstairs, leaving Kit standing there, smiling. I had to hand it to him, he was handling her hormones pretty well even if he was a wind-up merchant.

  Something was interrupting my sleep. I wasn't sure what but I woke up to hear and see my phone dancing on the bedside cabinet.

  I rubbed at my eyes, picking it up when the vibrating stopped and I noticed the missed calls.

  "Jesus." I fumbled with my phone to ring Eve back.

  "Lilly?!" She breathed down the phone as I got up, the duvet cover falling from my body.

  "I'm here. Are you okay?"

  "It happened, my waters broke."

  What?

  I went into shock then, standing still on my bedroom carpet. Then it kicked in. Eve needed me. I'd swore from day one that I'd be there every second of her delivery, that meant I had to be with her right now.

  "Okay, babe. Everything is gonna be fine, I'm on my way."

  "We're on the way to the hospital, I can't time my contractions but—urgh! Holy shit, holy shit..."

  "Eves?" I stopped pulling on my jeans and held my phone closer, hearing her groaning and chanting in pain.

  "Lill'?" Kit spoke over the phone.

  "Is she okay?" I questioned.

  "She's having another contraction. Can you meet us at the hospital? We'll be there in a few minutes."

  I nodded without speaking, still feeling numb with shock.

  "Yes, yes. I'm on my way," I said straight after.

  Once Kit had hung up I stood motionless for the tiniest second possible before kicking my arse into gear.

  Eves needs me.

  I finished getting dressed quickly, wiping my eyes of excess make-up as I got into my car and drove as fast as I could to the hospital.

  I pulled my phone back out again, connected the Bluetooth to the car and eagerly awaited Eves' Grandma's answer. I'd been given one more job during Eve's labour, and that was to call her because I knew Kit and Eve would be too panicked to do much else.

  "Lilly? Is that you? Is it happening?" Eves' grandma answered on the fifth ring, sounding still half asleep.

  "Yes, I'm on the way to the hospital now," I tried to keep my cool, careful not to burst with the mixture of excitement and terror I was currently filled with.

  "I'll be there as soon as I can. Although I doubt they will allow many of us to be there at once."

  I nodded, although I knew she couldn't see me.

  "You're right. Take your time and I'll ring you if anything…"

  "Lilly?"

  "Yes?" I asked, panic now clear in my voice.

  "Nothing bad is going to happen okay? She's going to have a beautiful, healthy baby."

  I nodded again.

  "I know," I smiled.

  "Tell her we'll be there as soon as we can."

  "I will. Talk soon."

  I hung up and took some deep breaths, gripping my fingers tighter around the wheel.

  She was right, Eve was going to be fine. The baby was going to be fine. Nothing bad was going to happen.

  Once there, I pulled at my clothing as I ran across the carpark. I was in such a rush that I hadn't given much thought as to what I was actually wearing.

  Thankfully, I had my converse on which aided my running. I huffed as I collided with the reception desk in the front of the women and children's hospital.

  "I'm looking for Eve Johnson, she just came through here."

  "If she's in labour, they'll have taken her to the labour ward."

  I didn't wait for him to give me directions, instead, I thanked him and ran towards the double doors. A few more doors and steps later, I heaved. Once at the labour ward, I stood impatiently waiting for the lady behind the desk to finish her phone call. Then another lady approached and directed me to the room they had Eves in.

  Once inside, I stared across the room at her practically hunched over the window ledge.

  "Hey." Kit approached me and I bobbed my head at him and rushed straight to Eves’ side.

  She was trying to contain herself as her face scrunched up and her knuckles whitened, gripping onto the plastic ledge. She hadn't noticed me here yet, and so I approached her and put my hand on her back.

  "Hey," she said, trying not to wince.

  "Hey, I was afraid you were gonna have this baby without me."

  "Like I even could? I know you'd kill me," she said.

  I smiled.

  "Your Grandparents are on their way."

  I watched as she closed her eyes.

  “We can do this, Eves. You can do this," I said, as another contraction started and she winced again.

  I began rubbing her back, noticing the area that she was gripping onto. She didn't say much more and I knew this was how she dealt with her pain.

  The nurse appeared shortly after, looking as cool as a frickin' cucumber. She introduced herself to me and came towards Eve with a machine to check the baby’s heart rate. Once she'd checked Eve's pulse, she placed the machine back to one side.

  "You're doing absolutely brilliant, Eve, darling," she said and I smiled.

  "A group of very persistent lads just showed up," she said, looking at Kit.

  "My brothers," he answered and she nodded.

  "I showed them to the waiting room although they shouldn't really be here..."

  He nodded and thanked her, not taking his eyes off of Eve for a second. He looked so helpless, as if he wanted to help but didn't know how.

  "Okay, Eve, I need you to lay back for me so I can check where we're at, okay?"

  Eve nodded, moving away from the window but having to stop as another contraction brought another wave of pain over her lower body. Eventually the nurse checked how far she was dilated. It made her face scrunch and she bit onto her arm as the nurse pulled away.

  "Do you feel the need to push yet, sweetheart?"

  "I don't know, I've never felt it—" her face tightened mid-sentence as another contraction started. It made her head fall back, then she nodded.

  "I'm ready, I'm ready," she said.

  This was
it, I looked up at Kit who held onto Eve's hand from the other side of the table. He bent down and kissed her forehead as her hand tightened around his fist.

  "Urgh!" Eve almost growled a noise that came deep from the back of her throat.

  Her face reddened as she pushed harder. I noticed another lady entering the room and the nurse introduced herself.

  "You're doing fantastic, Eve, sweetie," she said, standing at her legs.

  Kit brought her hand to his lips as she took a short break, only what felt like minutes later did she have another contraction. It continued like that for minutes longer and I half expected for her to start screaming. She didn't, and I felt so proud of her strength. If the tables were turned, I'd have been screaming my head off.

  "And we have the top of baby's head, you're doing amazing," the nurse said.

  I couldn't believe it. I stared at Eve, feeling a sense of shock. She was about to see her baby for the first time. Kit took the opportunity to look and he smiled, telling her that their baby girl had blonde hair like her.

  I was surprised he could tell, surely the baby’s head was covered in all types of gooey stuff... I wasn't gonna look, although I knew Eve would have permitted me if I'd have wanted to. As another contraction came, I heard Eve letting out a long harsh breath until she whimpered, throwing her head back and almost throwing herself about in pain.

  "I don't think I can do this much longer," she admitted and I stared over at Kit. This was his time and I watched as he lowered his head to hers.

  "I know how strong you are. Just a few more minutes, baby, and I swear it will all be over."

  She nodded.

  "Okay, take a quick break, Eve," the midwife said.

  I held onto her hand, kissing the back of it as she gripped tighter, almost crippling my circulation. Her other hand held Kit's and he smiled at me from over her head, knowing his hand was also feeling the full force of Eves’ strength. As the nurse told her to push again, time almost stood still as we saw the baby leaving her body and being held in the midwife's hands. Almost instantly Eve took a huge breath of relief and I let out the one I'd been holding onto as the midwife gently placed the baby onto Eves' chest.